Chapter 903 - Tracing The Fragrance (1/2)

The Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis's fragrance had gone too far, so far that it even reached the sacred lands nearby. The gods that were rushing in were those that were left of the sacred lands.

Although the sacred lands nearby were all reduced to ruins by Zhong Yue, there were still stragglers that had managed to escape death, but all together, they made up a considerable force.

After the disastrous raids that left them broken, the remaining survivors wouldn't dare to even linger close to the Heaven Suppressing Palace, let alone challenge it. But under the influence of the Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis's saint herb that miraculously penetrated through space and dimensions to reach them, they couldn't help but come for it.

The saint herb's fragrance was almost the harbinger of death itself. Even Chuo Long was enticed by it, he couldn't resist the fragrance and could only escape as far away as he could, not to mention these low-level gods.

These gods weren't Zhong Yue's biggest concern, they were huge in number, but not large enough to bring true damage to the Heaven Suppressing Palace. The leftover gods were mostly weaklings only some of the experts who could actually survive the Star River.

It was just that seeing the gods advancing wave after wave, swallowing away by the Star River, they couldn't help but shudder against it.

"RETURN!"

The Fei Yi Celestial Race's Creators noticed their clansmen in the midst of the gods, and they screamed, "Return, return! Don't come over! It's dangerous here!"

The other enslaved Creators too, saw their clansmen, including some of their own family and relatives. They were all terrified and screamed loudly, "Turn back now! You're too enticed by the fragrance, it has deceived your Dao hearts! You don't know what you are doing!"

"King Yi, King Yi!"

A Creator suddenly turned, knelt and rammed his head on the ground continuously. He was pleading loudly, "Please, King Yi! I beg you to leave a root for our race's continuation!"

"Mister Yi!"

Another Creator did the same, tears were rolling down his wrinkled face, "They are all that is left of my race, if they die in the Star River, we will go extinct! I beg Mister Yi to spare the last lives of my race!"

"We plead Mister Yi to help us!" The Creator slaves all knelt and kowtowed, screaming together at the same time.

Zhong Yue's heart shook, he turned to Yin Fanxuan and said, "Play the flute and wake them up, I'll try to stop the fragrance."

Yin Fanxuan hesitated, "They are, after all, our enemies. If we can seize this opportunity and remove this threat once and for all, our Heaven Suppressing Prefecture will not have to face with the endless worries of them ambushing in…"

"They are not enemies. Just because they came to attack the Heaven Suppressing Prefecture, I took the chance to raid them." Zhong Yue shook, "We can't let them go extinct just because of one attack. If these gods were to die in the Star River, their races will go extinct as well."

Yin Fanxuan was persuaded, she nodded and flew away into the Astral Door. In the next second, she appeared on the Azure Dragon Gate and played the flute with the [Great Heavenly Demon Heart Suppressing Intonation].

She didn't even stop and walked right into the Astral Door again, appearing to the Black Tortoise Gate, then the White Tiger Gate, to the Vermillion Bird Gate, and back to the Azure Dragon Gate, cycling between four ends so the [Great Heavenly Demon Heart Suppressing Intonation] would be heard everywhere.

But she was still just a Heavenly Deity; her cultivation was too shallow to spread through the Star River. There will still many gods that were advancing straight into the Star River, dying in it.

"Lower the drawbridges!" Zhong Yue frowned and abruptly ordered, "Lower the drawbridges!"

The Creators on the sides of the city gates immediately lowered the drawbridges and the gods outside swarmed through the drawbridges toward the city.

Mu Suge, Fu Li, and the others were in shock, their faces changed drastically and they quickly rushed forward while shouting, "Close the gates, close the gates! Mister, lowering the drawbridges are fine, but the city gates will have to be closed. Else, they will reach us in no time!"

Zhong Yue shook in reply, "Those who enter will become my people. Don't you all worry."

Fu Li shouted anxiously in shock and anger, "We won't have enough men to suppress so many of them!"

The gods outside of the city was quick and filled every available space on all of the drawbridges. Some of them were pushed out from the drawbridges by those behind and fell right into the Star River.

The gods in the front were the first to hear the flute, they regained consciousness and were dumbfounded as to how and why they ended up here. Thus, as a result, they all slowed down and stopped. Meanwhile, the affected gods behind were still advancing forward, pushing those in the front out of their paths and down into the Star River.

Then, Zhong Yue quickly shouted, "Open the gates, let them in!"

Mu Suge, Fu Li, and the others frowned deeply while Zhong Yue was still shouting, "Zheng Xian, Ba Chu, Creators of the many races, restrict your clansmen and follow my commands to the letter. Those who disobey and disrupt will be pulled into the Star River and die in it!"

The Creators in the city heard him and didn't dare to neglect his determination. They immediately restricted their clansmen that were swarming into the city. Every second, tens of thousands of gods were rushing toward them. Some ventured deeper into the city and some crawled on their Creators' body.

Chaos repleted the whole city, but with the help of the Creators restricting their clansmen, the overall situation turned out to be surprisingly fine.

If these gods are taken under my command, they will be a huge power. But the same overbearing power in my hands will bring about far too many troubles, even Imperial Emperor Xian Tian will start to become guarded against me. Zhong Yue frowned and looked at Yin Fanxuan. She was shuttling between the gates, beads of sweat were dripping down from the beautiful countenance. It was clear as crystal that she was running out of energy.